The Director of Music Department

The morning sun fell on the young abbot, giving people a very strange feeling.

At least this time Zhang Weiming stared at the big screen intently.

"The light is handled well." Zhang Weiming couldn't help but nodded.

Because at this moment, the sun is shining on the young abbot in the robes, and what is reflected is not the kind of dusty temperament, but a little "handsome"?

The young abbot played by Chen Dahua with his hands folded: "Female donor, please wait for the incense!"

Li Xiuniang stared at the back of the young abbot with blinking eyes.

Listening to the ears, the monks shouted.

Then, under the guidance of the young abbot, she came to the temple of the Buddha, knelt on the futon, prayed for the Buddha religiously, and put on a stick of incense.

Before leaving, Li Xiuniang suddenly plucked up the courage to say to the young abbot: "Master, you look so beautiful."

Then before the young abbot could react, he went down the mountain with a silver bell-like laughter.

The young abbot was left standing in place with his hands folded: "Amitabha!"

In the show house, Li Xiuniang is rehearsing dance with his sisters, preparing for the performance of Qiqiao Festival.

"Is Garan Temple really that efficacious? Sister Xiu Niang?" a young girl asked charmingly.

"Of course, very effective." Li Xiuniang said with great certainty.

"Sister Xiu Niang, did you find a marriage?" The girl Lan Lan asked curiously.

"There is no need to ask anymore, my marriage is in the Garan Temple!"

"But there are only monks in the Jialan Temple!" Lan Lan looked puzzled.

"If a monk can return to the vulgar, then he is not a monk." Li Xiuniang said with great certainty.

Later, Li Xiuniang went to Jialan Temple again, but she was not seeking marriage, but to see the young abbot.

"How? Isn't it pretty?" Li Xiuniang asked triumphantly.

"It's pretty, but it's still a monk." Lan Lan said puzzledly.

During the Qiqiao Festival, the monks of Jialan Temple went down to perform martial arts, and the Xiufang where Li Xiuniang was also performed dances on the Qiqiao Festival.

He took the monks to show martial arts, and she took the sisters from Xiufang to dance.

"How good is my dance?" Li Xiuniang asked when she came to the young abbot's side.

"Amitabha Buddha is naturally good." The young abbot clasped his hands together.

"Then I will just jump for you in the future, okay?" Li Xiuniang looked at the young abbot slyly, and looked at his stunned expression on Bubo Gu Jing's face.

"Hehe!"

In the days that followed, Li Xiuniang went to the Jialan Temple for a long time to get incense, but every time she asked for a lottery in the temple, it was not a marriage lottery.

"Master, you are so good-looking, do you think I am good-looking?"

"Master, monks can't get married, why is the marriage signature of Garan Temple so effective?"

"Master, when a monk can be a vulgar, when will you be a vulgar?"

"Master, we have a new dance. May I show it to you?"

Every time, Li Xiuniang would always pester the abbot to say something untuned.

And every time, the young abbot always "heart is like still water"!

Zhang Rou couldn't help asking her father: "Dad, are girls in that era so bold?"

Zhang Weiming couldn't help but smiled: "Everyone thinks that the Tang Dynasty was the most prosperous period of ancient feminism, because Wu Zetian became the emperor, but obviously not. During the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, it was an extremely free and open spiritual history. era.

There is a saying in this era to describe women at that time. There is a saying that "a strong woman holds a door and beats a big husband." Even in this "golden age" called Chinese academic culture, women's performance is by no means inferior to men. There is a story like Hua Mulan who joined the army on behalf of her father, which actually happened during the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties.

So, you may think that girls in the feudal era dare to be so bold, but in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, this kind of thing is really not too unusual. "

Zhang Rou looked astonished: "Isn't it said that the Southern and Northern Dynasties were particularly chaotic? Unexpectedly, women's rights prospered instead."

While Zhang Weiming and his daughter were chatting, the plot in the movie made new progress.

Li Xiuniang went to Jialan Temple again.

Only this time, she was more beautiful than ever. She wore a red dress like a fire, and her cheeks were as beautiful as peach blossoms. She was clearly dressed up.

After offering incense in the temple, she suddenly said to the young abbot: "Master!"

"Ok?"

"I'm going to get married!" Li Xiuniang smiled joyfully and told the master the good news. It's just that the abbot didn't see the trace of cunning hidden in her eyes.

"Amitabha!" The young abbot said the Buddha's name with his hands folded together.

The rosary in his hand kept turning, and when Li Xiuniang turned around, the abbot could no longer control his strength in his hand, and the rosary scattered all over the floor.

The picture is a slow motion of scattered Buddhist beads, one, two, three, black, round, pattering!

"Amitabha!" The young abbot knelt down to pick up the prayer beads.

But when I saw Li Xiuniang, she suddenly laughed with joy and said, "I lied to you!"

Then, hopped and ran down the mountain.

Leave the young abbot sluggish on the spot!

However, since then, Li Xiuniang never went to Jialan Temple again!

The monks of Garan Temple still practice martial arts every morning, and then eat and chant, the muyu sound never stops!

In Luoyang City, Li Xiuniang and his sisters practice dance and embroidery every day.

The young abbot appeared in front of the Buddhist hall every day, seeming to be waiting for the figure in red, but he never waited.

She took the sisters from Xiufang to listen to songs and dance, but never saw the "good-looking" monk again!

Until, the world was full of wars, and Luoyang City was also involved.

On that day, the soldiers of Luoyang will go to the battlefield, and they will be sent to the whole city. The girls from Xiufang are invited to sing and dance to send the soldiers of Luoyang.

"Puff!"

A young girl from Xiufang couldn't help laughing before she took the stage. She looked at the crowd and whispered: "Sisters, have you seen it? There are dozens of big bald heads in the soldiers!"

"Let me see! I see!"

Many girls looked sideways one after another, and then looked at the great monks walking among the soldiers. They only felt very abrupt and couldn't help but tremble with laughter.

"Don't laugh!"

A stern voice sounded, and the new owner of Xiufang walked out of the house. It was Li Xiuniang, a former girl who had become the new owner of Xiufang. She was holding a big fan and the red dress seemed to flow like fire.

In the crowd, a certain monk looked strange.

At this time, the woman holding the fan stepped forward and asked softly, "Master, is the monk who killed someone still a monk?"

"Naturally not."

He hesitated for a long time and gave the answer.

The woman smiled and said every word, "Okay, I'll wait for you to triumph."

The girls in Xiufang, under the leadership of Li Xiuniang in red, danced, and in the eyes of the young abbot, Li Xiuniang was the only one.

Similarly, in Li Xiuniang's eyes, there is only one monk.

The army is drifting away, staying behind, with countless concerns, going to the battlefield!

The color of the film has also become rough from the previous brightness.

On the battlefield, the two armies confronted each other. The male protagonist played by Chen Dahua appeared in the camera with the monks and soldiers of the Garan Temple.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The war drum rang through the world.

With the general's order: "Kill!"

The two armies collided together!